Na Carreira
Chico Buarque
On the Run
Paint, dress
Turn into a hard drink
For the next gig
Pray, spit
Show up suddenly
In front of the big screen
Another day, another city
To fall in love
Want to marry
Ask for a hand
Jump, leave
Step out quietly
Before the crowd wakes up
Leap, buzz
Like a sneaky lover
Before the day breaks
Erase the traces that one day
There was happiness
Put down roots
And then pull away
Time to head out
When the body wants to stay
Every artist's soul wants to leave
The art of leaving a place
When there's nowhere to go
Arrive, smile
Lie like a hustler
When getting off at the station
Stop, listen
Feel it thump, thump
That the heart is pounding
Another day, another city
To drive you mad
The beloved
The whirlwind
Mouths, so many mouths
The city will open
For an artist's soul to surrender
Applause to confuse the artist
Legs for the artist to trip
Fly, escape
Like the king of gypsies
When he gathers his coins
Cry, whimper
Like the poorest of the poor
Of the common folks
Leaving a piece of yourself on every stage
And not looking back
And never, ever
Ever say
Goodbye
